Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 120: Su Nanzhi’s Embarrassment

Suddenly, Sun Zhe recalled what Gu Lingxue had told him. Although Pure Yang True Qi could be used to heal and save people, for women, it was also a potent aphrodisiac.

At this thought, a hint of guilt colored his gaze as he looked at Su Nanzhi.

In the ensuing silence, he forced an awkward yet polite smile. "Nanzhi, why don’t you go wash up in the bathroom?"

Su Nanzhi’s delicate face flushed crimson. She scrambled off the sofa, slipped on her high heels, and clutched her short skirt as she scurried into the bathroom.

Left alone, Sun Zhe sat on the small sofa, staring at the large wet patch on the cushion. Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, he was overcome with profound self-blame.

About ten minutes later, Su Nanzhi emerged.

Sun Zhe looked up and noticed her stockings were gone. Her two snow-white, slender legs were exposed, looking even more alluring than before.

An awkward atmosphere filled the air. Su Nanzhi kept her head down, not daring to look at him. At that moment, she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Uh... Ah Zhe, I have an urgent matter at my company, so I should get going."

"Oh, okay. Take care and be safe on the road."

With her cheeks flushed, Su Nanzhi shot him a resentful glance before fleeing as if escaping a nightmare. Only when she was safely inside her car in the parking lot did she let out a long sigh, patting her chest with a trembling hand.

Recalling the mortifying scene, her face burned as red as a ripe apple, and her heart hammered against her ribs, threatening to leap out of her throat. She was certain this was the most embarrassing day of her entire life.

This is a disaster. How am I ever going to face him again?

He’s definitely laughing at me, isn’t he?

AHHH... This is so humiliating!

The thought nearly drove her mad.

「On the other side...」

After cleaning up, Sun Zhe went into the small, partitioned room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and resumed his cultivation of the True Qi Thunder Transformation.

Time flowed like water, and in the blink of an eye, night had fallen. After work, Sun Zhe leisurely rode his small electric scooter back to Ping’an District. But as he took out his key to open the door, he froze.

Damn it, how could I forget!

He had just remembered that he had moved into his new house today. Resigned, he got back on his scooter and headed for the Yangcheng First-class Villa District.

「...」

The spacious and luxurious living room was like a palace hall. Sun Zhe lay on the enormous sofa, staring at the huge television screen on the wall, feeling as though he were in a dream. Before coming down the mountain to Yang City, he had fantasized about making money, buying a car, and living in a big house, but he had never dared to imagine living in a villa of this scale.

"Ah Zhe, wash your hands! It’s time for dinner!"

Zhu Yan’s voice from the kitchen pulled his thoughts back to reality.

"Oh, coming!"

Sun Zhe hopped off the sofa and walked into the kitchen. Seeing Zhu Yan cooking in her apron, his heart suddenly felt warm. "Little Mom, are you still getting used to this place?"

When they weren’t in bed, Zhu Yan was always so gentle and elegant. She smiled faintly. "I am, a little, but it’s okay. At least the kitchen here is fantastic. Even the stove is fully automated, and the range hood is top-of-the-line."

Sun Zhe smiled, walking up behind her to wrap his arms around her slender waist. He buried his face in her neck, greedily inhaling the fragrance of her hair. "But Little Mom, I still think the old apartment was cozier. It felt more like home."

Zhu Yan turned her head and gave him a gentle kiss. "That probably doesn’t have anything to do with the house. I think it has more to do with who you’re with." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Sun Zhe chuckled. "You’re right. As long as I’m with you, Little Mom, anywhere feels like home."

"You’re such a smooth talker."

"But Little Mom, you have to work every day, and on top of that, you do all the laundry and cooking. Don’t you get tired of it? Maybe we should hire a housekeeper."

"There’s no need. Hiring a housekeeper is a waste of money, and besides, I’m not used to having a stranger in the house."

"Alright, whatever you say."

Zhu Yan smiled. "Actually, when I see you and Qiaoqiao eating the food I’ve made and wearing the clothes I’ve washed, it gives me a great sense of accomplishment. I wouldn’t feel at ease if someone else did those things."

"Mmm... Little Mom, you’re so good to me. You’re truly wonderful."

"Hey! Did you wash your hands before you started groping?"

"Washing them now!"

After obediently washing his hands, Sun Zhe hugged her again. One of his hands slid mischievously into her collar, pinching a small nipple between two fingers.

"Mmm, be gentle... Your Little Mom is trying to cook."

But just the simple touch was enough to make her body react uncontrollably.

"Little Mom, lift your hips a little."

"I really don’t know what to do with you. All you do all day is bully your Little Mom. Can’t we wait until after dinner?"

"I’m just warming things up."

"Ah Zhe, are you addicted?"

"Listen to you. This is for my cultivation."

"Then what is your Little Mom supposed to do now that I’m addicted? If I don’t have your big guy inside me every day, I can’t even sleep properly."

"Is it really that bad?"

"It’s all your fault."

"..."

It was a blissful dinner in their own undisturbed world. After they finished eating, still wrapped in each other’s arms, Sun Zhe carried Zhu Yan to the sofa and stripped her bare without even clearing the table.

From the sofa to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the balcony, and from the balcony to the pool in the yard...

It wasn’t until after eleven at night that the two fell asleep intertwined on the big bed, drifting into their dreams together.

The next day dawned bright and sunny. Zhu Yan scolded Sun Zhe first thing in the morning. It was another day where she could barely close her legs, and it was all his fault.

After Zhu Yan left for work, Sun Zhe lazily got up, washed, and ate breakfast. He didn’t feel like going to work today, so he called the hospital’s HR department and requested the day off.

In the spacious villa courtyard, Sun Zhe stood under a ginkgo tree, holding an unmoving horse stance. He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of knee-length sports shorts. Occasional flashes of electricity sparked across his body, giving him a terrifying aura.

He was currently cultivating the True Qi Thunder Transformation!

And cultivation was the main reason he didn’t want to go to work. Back when he lived in Ping’an District, the apartment was so small he couldn’t practice properly. He was afraid of disturbing the neighbors or damaging the furniture. So now, having moved into the new house, he was eager to try cultivating without holding back.

Under the ginkgo tree, Sun Zhe gritted his teeth, enduring the pain that coursed through his body as he practiced the Fist Technique from the Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique, set after set.

The True Qi Thunder Transformation had no inherent stances. It simply converted a cultivator’s True Qi into electrical currents. Therefore, its true potential could only be unleashed when combined with fist techniques. When enhanced by the True Qi Thunder Transformation, the power of his punches would multiply, imbuing every strike with the destructive force of lightning!

Time passed, second by second. Even drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted, Sun Zhe continued to practice his Fist Technique tirelessly, finding joy in the exertion.

Unbeknownst to him, a graceful figure had already appeared behind him and was watching him quietly.

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